#corey graves oneshot

[glitchaxolol]

I’m such a softie for sweet Grayson istg

"She's My Wife, You Idiot!"

(Grayson Waller x Female Reader.)

(This has been on my mind for a while now, AND I CANT GET ENOUGH OF THIS MAN!)

Summary: You and Grayson have been married for over a year now and have kept it a secret. But after taking a terrible bump in the ring, Grayson can't help but come out to check if you're okay, and after Grayson said something to the ref, people find out your relationship.

(Warnings: Some cursing, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, secret relationship, injury, shitty summary and ending, cringe writing.)

Y/N had came to the arena with Grayson but eventually separated from him to go to one of her friends, Naomi, while Grayson went off to Theory.

"Hey boo!" Naomi said with her positive attitude, giving Y/N a hug in which Y/N returned.

Y/N gave Naomi a smile, talking about her upcoming match against Tiffany while the two walked to catering.

They grabbed their plates and sat down, talking even more.

"Yeah, I got to talk to Tiffany soon about the match, hopefully nothing goes wrong. She's a pretty good wrestler though, so I'm sure it will go as planned." Y/N said and Naomi nodded her head but it seemed like she was more focused on something else.

"Don't freak out, but it looks like Grayson is staring at you again with those stupid heart eyes." Naomi whispered and then Y/N turned around to her one and only husband staring at her.

"What a creep." Naomi said and rolled her eyes before pulling Y/N's gaze away from Grayson.

"He's probably staring at something else that happens to be in our direction." Y/N says, excusing it off.

Naomi looked at her and shook her head, taking another bite out of her food.

While the two went back to talking, Grayson had told Austin that he had to go back to his lockerroom and grab something, leaving catering.

Grayson had given Y/N a look that she immediately recognized.

After a Grayson was gone for a little bit, Y/N had made her excuse.

"Um, I'm going to go use the restroom, get my makeup and hair done, then chat with Tiffany about our match. I'll see you later Trin." Y/N said with a smile and Naomi nodded her head before hugging her goodbye.

"See you after the show boo!" Naomi said in her cheerful tone.

Y/N waved her bye before walking toward a secluded place.

She looked around and just before she turned around, someone had picked her up.

Y/N elbowed the person in their stomach but then heard a familiar groan.

"Grayson! I am so so sorry!" Y/N immediately apologized but Grayson waved it off.

"It's fine." He said clutching his stomach. "But damn can you elbow somebody." He said and Y/N cracked a smile which made Grayson smile.

Grayson gave Y/N a kiss, which then eventually turned into a makeout session.

"Grayson- Gray. I have to... go to hair and makeup, and your... lips are gonna be full of my lipgloss." Y/N had said in-between kisses.

"One more..." Grayson whined when she pulled away from the kiss.

Y/N sighed. "Your lucky I love you." She said before giving Grayson one last, long, and passionate kiss before she had to go.

"I'm very lucky, especially since your my wife." Grayson said in his Australian accent that always made Y/N weak.

They gave each other a hug, Grayson kissing Y/N on her head before she had to leave.

"I'll see you after your match." Grayson said as his match was later on than hers.

"Alright, I look forward to seeing my amazing husband." Y/N said which gave Grayson the biggest smile on his face.

"I love you." He said as she was leaving. "I love you more!" Y/N had to shout a bit but blew a kiss to Grayson, in which he caught it and put his hand over his lips.

She rolled her eyes before going to hair and makeup.

Grayson had returned to Austin and Austin just looked at Grayson weird.

"What mate?" Grayson asked Austin.

"What did you have to grab that you had to to take so long, and where is it?" Austin asked, looking Grayson up and down.

"It wasn't in my lockerroom and I had to use the restroom!" Grayson defended himself.

Austin sighed and turned away. While he did that, Grayson quickly wiped Y/N's lipgloss off of his lips.

-

"Alright, our match is next." Tiffany said as the two walked to gorilla.

"We got this Tiff." Y/N said, giving Tiffany a hug before their match in which Tiffany returned.

"I know girly, confidence is key." The barbie had said as my music had hit.

Y/N walked out to the ramp, the crowd cheering her on while the ring announcer introduced her.

She was a baby face, and the crowd loved her. Y/N was a like sunshine.

Grayson was a heel. The crowd always booed him and Austin.

They weren't that different, but even if people found out about their relationship, they would wonder how the hell the two even ended up together.

-

"And Y/N is on the ground! No! Please don't end like this!" Wade Barret screamed into his headset.

"Oh please! It's Tiffy Time!" Corey Graves said as they watched the match between the ladies.

Tiffany was positioned at the top rope, ready to give Y/N her finisher.

But just has she did, Tiffany landed a little awkwardly. But this didn't hurt Tiffany much, instead it hurt Y/N a whole lot.

Y/N had already hurt her leg during the match but it wasn't like this.

Her ribcage was throbbing in pain while Tiffany stood up and had her hand raised up high.

The ref had went over to check up on Y/N and after he realized what had happened, he called over the medics.

Grayson was backstage with Austin right by him. Austin was talking about something while Grayson was watching the match.

"Really focused on that match huh?" Austin said out of no where as he realized that Grayson was paying him 0 attention.

"Dude, it's so obvious you like her." Austin said, snapping Grayson into reality.

"Shit. It's that obvious?" Grayson asked, playing along.

"Yes!" Austin said, looking at Grayson with a shocked look.

"You always stare at her when she's in catering, you shamelessly and badly flirt with her so much that it makes my ears hurt and to the point where her friends think you're a creep." Austin says in a sorta rant.

"Her friends think I'm a creep?" Grayson asks Austin and Austin nods his head.

"Yes, Naomi always catches you staring at her, Tiffany has to endure you shamelessly flirting with her and by the looks of it, it makes her wanna throw up, and then Bayley and all of damage control look at you weird when you do all of those things." Austin says and Grayson stares at him with shock.

"And then! You are always talking about her. All I hear every day is, Y/N this, Y/N that. You are OBSESSED! Even Kevin has to hear it before we have a match." Austin said while staring at Grayson, finally finished with his rant but then looked back at the TV then at Grayson.

"I don't care, after this match you gotta tell her. I'll buy you ice cream after." Austin says.

"What-" Grayson starts before looking back up at the TV.

There was his wife, the woman he loved so dearly, lying in the ring hurt and being taken care of by medics.

He didn't give a damn in the slightest if anyone tried stopping him in what he was about to do.

"Grayson!" Austin tried calling after him but he was already gone.

-

"Well, it seems like Y/N has been seriously hurt..." Corey starts off before being interrupted by the random crowd pop.

"What in the hell is Grayson Waller doing running out to the ring?!" Wade Barret shouts again into his headset.

Y/N clutched her ribs as she heard the crowd and looked up to see Grayson and the ref holding him back.

"Why won't you let me help her?!" Grayson shouted at the ref while the ref held him back.

"What is going on?!" Wade Barrett and Corey said at the same time.

"Are you serious?" Grayson said as the ref wouldn't let him help Y/N.

But the words that would leave Grayson's mouth made the crowd start gasping and then cheering.

"She's my wife, you idiot!" Grayson shouted as loud as possible and the ref looked stunned as nobody knew about their relationship.

Grayson help up his hand with his ring finger, the wedding ring shining bright. He held it up to the crowd to prove that he was indeed Y/N's husband and that she was his wife.

Wade and Corey looked at each other confused.

"Marriage?!" Corey shouted.

"Y/N is married to HIM?!" Wade said.

The ref had finally let Grayson help her and as soon as he did, Grayson was already at Y/N's side.

"I'm here baby, I'm here." Grayson said in his Australian accent.

Y/N immediately reached to him and pulled him into a hug. She winced when she tried to get up, almost falling down but Grayson had caught her.

Grayson had let out a nervous laugh which made Y/N smile as she heard it.

Grayson had kissed her head while they walked down the ramp with the medical staff still checking up on her.

The both of them were hearing random shit from the crowd.

"YOU TWO ARE MARRIED?!"

"I DID NOT EXPECT THIS!"

"HOW THE HELL DID YOU TWO EVEN GET TOGETHER?!"

And a lot of other things. But they didn't care.

Grayson noticed Y/N struggling and swept her off her feet, carrying her bridal style.

The crowd cheered once more, a few awes here and there.

-

"Well, there's nothing majorly wrong with her your leg but you have sprained your ribcage." The doctor informed the couple.

"How long will I be out?" Y/N had asked, gripping onto Grayson's hand tighter that she previously was.

Grayson noticed her anxiety and slowly rubbed her hand, trying to make her feel better. In which he did.

"A good 6 weeks." Y/N had looked at the doctor dumbfounded but ultimately accepted the news.

Once the doctor left to give Y/N some space, tears were forming in her eyes.

Grayson and noticed and pulled his wife into a hug.

"6 weeks?" Y/N said softly as she held onto Grayson.

Grayson looked at her face and he could have broke down right then and there from seeing his wife like this.

"It's going to be okay." Was all he said though.

"It's 6 weeks of me not being here!" Y/N shouted with a cry.

"I don't even... and it's just my fucking fault, and I hate it so much. If I had maybe agreed to Tiffany doing her other finisher instead of her moonsault, maybe I-" Y/N's rant was interrupted by Grayson kissing her.

After a little while, Grayson pulled away, leaving her to want more.

Y/N turned away but Grayson made her look at him.

He wiped away her tears and held her face in his hands.

"It isn't your fault." He said quietly.

"Everything will be okay. You will be back in action in no time." Grayson reassured Y/N.

"I can't stand to see my beautiful wife cry." Grayson said his damn Australian accent that Y/N had always loved.

Y/N looked down as she blushed but looked back at Grayson, leaning in for another kiss.

But before they could, they were very rudely interrupted by someone barging in the room.

Or should I say people.

"Wife?!" Austin shouted. Grayson smiled at Austin's shock and confusion.

Naomi and Bayley came in, standing next to him.

"You are MARRIED, to HIM?!" Naomi said loudly and looked at Grayson and Y/N.

Bayley shook her head and whispered something.

The rest of damage control came into the room and Asuka started laughing making everyone look at her.

"Sorry-" She said in Japanese.

"I did not expect you two to be together, despite the awful flirting." Dakota says, Bayley nodding her head.

Then that's when Tiffany and Kevin came in.

"I am so so sorry!" Tiffany said running up to Y/N and giving her a big hug. It genuinely sounded like Tiffany was about to cry.

"I just came in here to check up on you but out of everybody to be dating, this guy?" Kevin said, pointing to Grayson.

Grayson scoffed and rolled his eyes at Kevin.

"I brought you your favorite snacks too." Tiffany said, giving Y/N chips.

"Tiff, I'm fine, really. But thank you for all of this." Y/N said giving Tiffany another hug.

"And you to being announced as a couple, especially a MARRIED couple, was not on my bingo card." Tiffany said pulling away from the hug.

"I mean..." Grayson said, and the couple both showed their hands with their wedding rings.

"It's really hard to miss this." Grayson said.

"Yeah, especially when you've had it for over a year." Y/N said.

"Over a year?!" Everyone in the room said in unison.

Grayson and Y/N looked at each other before laughing. Y/N then lied down on Grayson's thigh while everyone became even more confused.

"Yes, we have been together since our nxt days." Grayson explained.

"Wait..." Bayley and Austin said together.

"How long have you guys been together, not married but together?" They both asked.

Grayson and Y/N looked at eachother again.

"4 years and a few month. Our anniversary was just in December." The couple said.

"4 years?!" Kevin yelled first and then the whole room started chattering.

Grayson laughed and looked down at his wife to see her staring back up at him.

"Secret's out." She whispered and Grayson nodded.

Y/N sat up and looked at Grayson again with a smile.

"What?" He asked.

"You're perfect." She whispered and now it was time for Grayson to blush.

"I still don't know how I'm this lucky to be with you." Y/N said while going in for another kiss that Grayson gladly accepted.

"I'm even more lucky for you to be my wife." Grayson said as he continued to kiss Y/N.

"Alright lovebirds, I'm getting sick." Dakota said and Austin gagged.

The couple rolled their eyes at their actions but shooed everyone out of the room.

Y/N was actually happy that their relationship was now out. She didn't mind everyone being shocked about them being a couple, in fact it made her laugh so many times.

She could finally hang out with Grayson and everyone would stop thinking Grayson was a creep.

Overall it was amazing.

-

"Babe, come back to bed." Grayson said in a drowsy voice due to him being tired.

"I have to take the medicine the doctor prescribed me." Y/N explained as she took it.

Grayson groaned but eventually Y/N came back to their shared bed.

Grayson held her, peppering her should and neck with kisses while Y/N tried to sleep.

"You I love you, right?" Grayson had asked and Y/N smiled.

"And you know I love you even more, right?" Y/N had asked.

Grayson shook his head. "Not possible." He said before continuing to hold his lovely wife.

"But it is." She whispered, making Grayson look at her with literal heart eyes.

Grayson hid his face in Y/N's neck so she couldn't see him blushing but slowly after a while, the couple drifted into a deep slumber.

The End. ♡

[ambootyos]

Gone Forever

A/N: Okay, so this is just an idea I had the other day, and so here it is.

Based off of the song-Gone Forever by Three Days Grace

Word Count: 1,242

Tags: @thegenericluchadora @originalbish98 @theprestigious0ne @sheaxdevitt @reigns420

“Come on Y/N, everyone’s gonna notice if you aren’t there. You have to come.” Sami whined, and I shook my head.

“No.”

I repeated. He kept asking me to come out with him, and some of the guys for drinks. But I declined. I just knew, that if I went, I’d end up seeing the last guy I wanted to see.

“But Kevin, Becky, Chad, and Baron will be there.” He smiled. “And they all wanna see you.”

I cleared my throat. “Yeah. But Corey will be there too.”

Sami frowned. “I-I didn’t think about that. I’m sorry..” He trailed off, sliding his hands in his pockets. “But, you shouldn’t let him ruin your night off. You’re doing great Y/N.”

He was right. I was doing pretty good for myself, I’d even won the Women’s Title, and I did it without Corey.

Sami sighed, and put his hand on my shoulder. “He’s the one that messed up. You caught him kissing another girl. He’s the one that became distant. You? You haven’t done anything wrong. He should be the one afraid to show up. Not you.” He explained.

I smiled. “Okay Sami. You win. I’ll come.”

He smiled in return, and put his arm around me. “Good. Also, we’re doing karaoke and you, are most definitely gonna sing something.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t press your luck Sami.”

Somehow, he’d convinced me to do it. I stood on the bar stage, my friends clapping, ready to sing.

Sami could probably convince me to jump off a bridge, if he really tried.

Corey wasn’t there though, thankfully, the clapping stopped when the music started, I was ready to start when I noticed him walk in.

He looked great, a tight v-neck on, showing off his many tattoos, hair spiked up and fixed, he didn’t see me though, not yet anyway.

It’d be easy to just walk away, most of these people were drunk anyway, they wouldn’t care.

Sami looked at Corey, and then back at me, knowing what I was thinking. He shook his head.

I took a deep breath.

I was tired of walking away, maybe he should hear this song after all. It reminded me of him, that’s for sure.

“Don’t know what’s going on..”

I started, causing him to look up. He cocked his head, and leaned against the wall.

“Don’t know, what went wrong. Feels like a hundred years, I still can’t believe you’re gone.”

I continued, thinking of all the things we’d been through together, all the memories coming back to me all at once.

“So I stay up all night. With these bloodshot eyes! While these walls surround me, with the story of our life.”

I caught his stare, and looked back into his eyes. I’d usually look away, but I felt more confident this time.

“I feel so, much better, now that you’re gone forever! I tell myself, that I don’t miss you at all. I’m not lying, denying, that I feel so much better, now that you’re gone forever…”

I knew Corey’s looks all too well. But I couldn’t describe this one. All I could think about, was how mad I still was at him, and how frustrated I was. Every time I’d have a match, he’d be on commentary, avoiding talking about me. He’d try to act like everything was fine backstage though. Only because he knew I wouldn’t call him on it.

That’s over now though. I’m done.

“Now things are coming clear. And I don’t need you here! And in this world around me, I’m glad you disappeared.”

I smirked slightly.

“So I’ll stay out all night. Get drunk and f*cking fight! Until the morning comes, I’ll forget about our life..”

I took a deep breath and cocked my head.

“I feel so, much better, now that you’re gone forever! I tell myself, that I don’t miss you at all. I’m not lying, denying, that I feel so much better, now that you’re gone forever…”

He glanced at the ground for a second, before looking back at me, and biting his lip. My face softened a bit, but I kept that smirk on my face.

“First time you screamed at me, I should have made you leave. I should have known it could be so, much, better.”

I thought off all those stupid fights. I don’t even remember what most of them were about. Besides the last one..after he kissed that b*tch. I still don’t even know who she was. Or how many her’s there was.

“I hope you’re missing me, I hope I’ve made you see..”

My smirk grew even more, as I continued to look him in the eyes.

“That I’m gone forever..”

My eyes started to tear up, but I wasn’t gonna stop now.

“And now it’s coming clear, that I don’t need you here. And in this world around me, I’m glad you disappeared.”

I shrugged.

“I feel so, much better, now that you’re gone forever! I tell myself, that I don’t miss you at all. I’m not lying, denying, that I feel so much better, now that you’re gone forever…And now you’re gone forever.”

People clapped, and I smiled softly, stepping down.

Baron walked over to Corey. “I’m sorry..about that. Are you um..still going to talk to her?”

He turned his attention to Baron, and shook his head. “After that? Telling her, that I never cheated on her, that girl kissed me, not the other way around, and that I can’t even say her name, or talk about her, because it hurts too bad, even though talking about her is kind of in my job description. No..none of that matters now. She’s over me.”

Baron rolled his eyes. “You have to say something.”

“You okay?” Sami asked.

I nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine. But, I’m gonna go outside, and take a breath. I’ll be back.” I replied, faking a smile.

Sami cleared his throat, and hugged me, smiling when he pulled away. “Okay, let me know before you go.”

I nodded, before walking towards the door, Corey stepped in front of me, and opened his mouth to speak, but I just bumped his arm with my shoulder, and walked past him, out the door.

He sighed and looked at Baron.

“And there you have it..” He frowned, Baron let out a sigh.

“If you don’t go after her, someone else will. Have you seen the way Sami looks at her? Because I have.”

Corey cleared his throat, and nodded, before walking out after me.

“Y/N, can I talk to you?”

I heard him ask. I turned to look at him, and shook my head. He looked great, and I knew if we talked, I’d fall for him again, and I couldn’t do that.

“No. I don’t wanna talk to you. I thought I made that clear.” I sighed, crossing my arms.

He clenched his jaw, and closed his eyes for a second, as he sighed, then he looked back at me.

“Was that song directed at me?” He asked, his voice cracking a bit.

I sighed, holding back tears. “Yeah. I don’t need you anymore..” I choked out before walking past him, back inside.

He stood there, and wiped his eyes, as he started to tear up.

“But..I still need you.”

He mumbled to himself.

But, like most things when it came to us, he was too late.

[houndofjustice-imagines]

Dear Y/N

Y/N,

I am writing this letter because I thought it would be an easier to write everything that I had to say to you down because I’ve ever had the guts to say it to your face and since Valentine’s Day is coming up I couldn’t think of a much better way than to write it down, leave it for you to find so I have time to find a place to hide in the instance you find the current situation hilarious.

I want you to know just how beautiful you are. You truly don’t realise just how special you are. There’s an unspoken elegance that you managed to carry with you no matter what you are doing. If your meeting with someone or getting your daily fix of coffee you have this ability to snap everyone’s attention to you. I’m not the only one who’s noticed just how beautiful you are which is why I have to tell you first.

Secondly, your carrying personality is remarkable, your continuously putting people above yourself. You go above and beyond to make someone happy. You don’t care how long it’s going to take you or how much you have to go out of your way. You don’t complain or voice if the issue is somewhat inconvenient or you’ve already made other plans you get on with whatever you have to do. Some people love to take the mick out of you when they ask for too much but you smile and do the favour anyway. Well its about time someone did nice for you. I want to be that person.

What else am I forgetting right? (There are too many things I want to tell you so I’m gonna have to list one final thing. I love how you love to mess around. There’s this playful side to you that’s beyond amusing. You can have a laugh and a joke. Some people struggle with the level of banter that I exchange but you deal with it perfectly. It’s remarkable. Your remarkable.

I guess what I’m really trying to say is maybe you’d like to go on a date with me sometime?

Come and find me if your not laughing hysterically at this letter.

Corey x

Requests are going to be closing for Love Letters soon so please if you have any requests for any Male Superstars from RAW, Smackdown, NXT, Crusierweight division please send them in.

[medusa-says-imagines]

Worried-Corey Graves

The match during Elimination Chamber had been brutal… I was in the match for the women’s championship, and I was planned to win, however, it did not end up that way. The girls and I talked it over, and we wanted our match to stand out… that we weren’t pansies afraid of getting hurt… Well, Alexa, one of my very close friends had the idea of spearing me into the Lexan chamber pod… It was supposed to be okay, we talked it over with crew who built the pods to see if that would be okay, and that the Lexan would hold up, because I really didn’t feel like being injured too bad, especially since I was scheduled to have a title defense rematch against Alexa the next night on Monday Night Raw, so we both needed to be fit for action. Of course things did not end like that though.

Instead of the Lexan caving in like it was supposed to, I hit it at an odd angle, causing it to shatter. The Lexan cut me deep in my side, and as I stumbled back, my head slammed against the metal frame of the pod. We didn’t know the extent of my injuries at the moment… Alexa’s attention was turned somewhere else, and I was too out of it from the shock of the impact to really feel the pain, however, I noticed when I went to stand up, and I was covered in my own blood.

Two things about me: I bleed easy and I’m a hemophiliac so my blood doesn’t clot like it should.

The girls did the best to hide their shock, and I continued on with the match for another ten minutes or so, but I knew I couldn’t last much longer. The refs were ushering me out of the chamber, having gotten word in over their earpieces that I needed to be brought in to get this taken care of as soon as possible. One of the medics managed to get me to the back without causing too much of a scene, and they didn’t even bother getting me to the trainer’s room before they started working on me. Right after we were past the gorilla, kind of out of the way, they sat me down on an equipment box and got to work, numbing and stitching up my side. Apparently the gash was a lot worse than I originally though.

However, they don’t think I had a concussion. I was coherent, and was completely aware of my surroundings, but the medics did not want me driving anywhere on my own, or staying by myself, and if it the pain got worse by tomorrow then I should definitely go to the E.R.

Once I was patched up, I got to my feet, and I sighed, cringing when I saw my blood coated hands. I needed to get cleaned up. As I was walking down the hall, I was getting sympathetic looks, and people constantly stopping to ask me if I was okay. Mark Carrano stopped me as I was walking past, and he sighed.

“I know, I should have been more careful-“ I started, but he held his hand up.

“Go get cleaned up, and changed, then come to my office. I have to talk to Creative, but just to ease your worries, you’re not in trouble.” Mark reassured me. I nodded my head, and walked to the locker room. I grabbed my bag, before going to the showers. I washed myself clean, cringing when saw the amount of blood wash down the drain, before I got out, wrapping my side like they told me to afterwards. I pulled on a pair of jogger style sweatpants, a bandeau top along with a hoodie that I zipped up. I pulled on my vans, and I shoved my bloodied ring gear into my bag.

I walked out to main part, and I was ambushed with a hug by Alexa. I winced slightly, and she immediately pulled back. “Oh gosh I’m so sorry. I’m sorry you got hurt. What is going to happen?” she started rambling.

“It wasn’t your fault. We were told that the Lexan wouldn’t shatter like that… I’ll be sure to figure out what happened. They don’t think that it is anything serious. I just needed stitches. They don’t think that I have a concussion, but they don’t want me driving or rooming alone.” I explained to her.

“I would totally room with you, but I already have my roommates set…” she said.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll ask Corey.” I told her, referring to one of my other very few close friends. She smirked at that, but I just rolled my eyes. “I have to go talk to Carrano, and figure out what the plan is.” I told her.

“Alright. I hope it’s good.” She teased.

With that, I walked out of the locker room, and to Carrano’s office. We talked it over, and they were already planning on turning my character heel, and that this way it would be a complete surprise. I would give a promo, then I would be brought onto commentary during the women’s matches until I got my stitches out. Then I would come back, bad as ever, and I would get my match against Alexa where she would drop the title to me, since I was never officially eliminated.

 Elimination Chamber was finally over, and I was curled up in one of the common areas, on my phone with some of the other girls. “Marley,” someone said. I looked up, and I saw that it was Corey. I sat up, and let him pulled me up to my feet. I parted from the girls, and once we were away from everyone, he stopped me.

He caught my arm, and turned me around to face him. I saw the concern etched into his face, his usual poised mask cracking. “God… when I saw all of that blood… Byron had to jump off mic a few times to calm me down.” He said, finally speaking.

“I’m fine. I just got stitches in my side. They don’t think I have a concussion, but they don’t want me driving or rooming on my own just in case.” I said.

“I got you. I can drive to Anaheim, and we can room together. Does your neck hurt? I saw how you landed…” Corey said softly, reaching up, and wound his fingers through my hair, and felt at the base of my skull where it met my neck. I hissed, and tried to back away. “Yeah, you’re tender. Once we get to Anaheim I’ll get that kink out.” He told me. He took my bag from me, and we walked out of the arena together, getting into his rental.

Of course he was a complete gentleman and opened the door for me. I smiled up at him, and got comfortable in the seat. Soon enough we were on the road, and about every thirty minutes Corey would wake me up from my short sleep, making sure I was okay, and let me tell you, I was cranky by the time we got to our hotel.

 “You know I’m just worried about you, Marles.” Corey said, using his favorite nickname for me as we pushed through the door of his hotel room. There was only one bed since he booked his reservation in advance, but that was no matter. I was extremely comfortable with him.

“I know, I know.” I said, as I kicked off my shoes, and stretched out my back, wincing when it tugged at the stitches.

“Let me see.” He said, referring to the stitches. I rolled my eyes, and unzipped my hoodie, letting it fall open and I shivered at the chilly air.

“I need to change the bandages though.” I told him.

“I can help.” He said. I sat down on the edge of the bed, and he dug through my bag, pulling out the first aid kit that I always traveled with, because I was paranoid like that. He came back over, and let removed the gauze from my side, and he sucked in a sharp breath as he saw the gash in my side. “You’re bruising around it.” He said.

“I know. If the bruising gets massively worse I’ll go and get it checked out.” I reassured him. He covered up my wound, and once he got changed into his own comfortable clothing, which only consisted of sweatpants without a top, as usual, we got comfortable onto the bed, but he maneuvered me around, so I was in between his legs. He had his back against the headboard, with my back to his chest, and he brushed my hair away from my neck. I tied up my hair, and with gentle fingertips he trailed them slowly down my neck, gently massaging as he went.

I whimpered at his touch, but he didn’t let me pull away. I finally relaxed into his hold, and he cooed gently. I felt him place a gentle kiss on the back of my neck, and I sighed at the feeling.

“God… I was so worried about you. I wanted to rush up to the ring and get you out of there. I saw how the Lexan was fractured slightly before, so it didn’t cave properly… it shattered. I saw the look of pain when it cut you… the look of shock after you hit your head… I wanted to scream at the crew who assembled the pod, but I heard that Stephanie was going to chew their asses out, and I would love to see that.” He said, his hands dropping from my neck, and he pulled me back against his chest, and I glanced up at him in confusion.

“It’s not the first time I’ve gotten hurt.” I said.

“No, but it was definitely the worst… At least the worst that I’ve actually seen… I heard the panic of everyone backstage, and we were instructed to distract the audience from what happened as they got you out of there. I know how you get sometimes when you get injured… you start panicking, and I just wanted to be there…” he said.

“To be honest I wished you were there. Most of it was the shock of it all… the adrenaline. I didn’t really feel it until they were stabbing the numbing solution into the gash, and stitching me up. Mentally I was freaking out…” I said truthfully.

“Trust me, I wanted to be there with you.” He said. “I wanted to protect you.” He said. I chuckled lightly, and he sighed. “I’m trying to tell you something here.” He said.

“Hm?” I asked, turning in his lap to face him. He caged me in  with his arms and his eyes bored into mine.

“I wanted to be there for you, because I needed to be. There’s just something about you that I can’t shake. Everything about you just drives me crazy in the best way.” He said. A smile broke out on my face, and I lunged forwards, and he easily caught me. “Hush, don’t move around too much. Your neck.” He cautioned. Cupping the back of my neck, and turned me on my good side. He drew the blankets over us, and he leaned his head on mine.

“I know, Marles, I know, you feel the same. You talk in your sleep. We’re both tired, so we can talk about this once we wake up.” He said, kissing my forehead. I hummed in response, and let myself relax in his arms, feeling content and safe, but finally the exhaustion took over.

[spotofimagines]

The Wink ~ Corey Graves

A/N: This is my first oneshot. I don’t do these types of imagines but he was giving me feels so … I hope you like it! (I might do more in the future if I get inspiration but idk)

Requested by: no one

Warnings: none

You climbed to the top rope and threw your arms out, glancing over the crowd. You just defeated Sasha Banks after hitting her with your finisher, retaining the Raw women’s championship. Being a heel, not many people were cheering for you. After shouting at some fans you moved your attention to the commentators’ table. You saw Corey and Michael looking up at you with frowns on their faces whilst Booker looked at his monitor.

But you could see right through Corey and noticed the delight in his eyes. The two of you had been dating in secret for a while. You decided to keep your relationship private from fans and colleagues so it wouldn’t be a big deal if it didn’t work out. But things were going great, and you couldn’t ask for a more caring and sweet boyfriend.

Grinning at Corey, you swiped your tongue over your lips and sent him a cheeky wink. Still staring up at you, he leaned back in his chair, a small smirk crossing his features. As you stepped down from the ropes to get your championship, Michael looked at Corey with a confused look.

“Did..did she just wink at you?” Booker’s head shot up at hearing this. Still smiling from the encounter, Corey gave Michael and Booker a double take. “What?” Corey replied, slightly shrugging his shoulders as he furrowed his brows. Michael laughed under his breath, shaking his head as he looked back at his monitor. Booker chuckled lowly. “Hey well, anything could happen. This could be the start of something good.”

By now you were walking up the ramp and past the commentators with your championship resting on your shoulder. Looking over at them again you saw Corey’s eyes following you. “Hopefully so.” Corey mumbled as he leant his elbow on the table shooting you a returning wink. You smiled back at him and walked backstage.

After a few people congratulated you on your performance, you decided to stay in the gorilla to watch the main event match. You sat drinking a bottle of water, the women’s championship laying on your lap, listening intently to Corey’s voice. You could still hear the extra tinge of excitement when he spoke. All you could think about was how lucky you were to call him yours, and you couldn’t help but smile as you traced your fingers over the belt. Booker was completely right. This was just the start of something good.

[nattiesrollins]

nattiesrollins masterlist

You can find all my writings here, organized by wrestler. Please keep in mind when requesting that these are the only wrestlers I write for at the moment, I may decide to add some more as time passes, but for the time being, refer to this list please. :)

- Mila xx

AJ Styles

coming soon

Baron Corbin

Baby it’s cold outside fluff

Reader and Baron are snowed in and spend the day playing video games and watching movies.

Corey Graves

coming soon

Dean Ambrose

coming soon

Finn Balor

coming soon

Kenny Omega

Sushi fluff

After moving to Japan and joining the Bullet Club, Kenny asks Y/N out for their first date.

Roman Reigns

coming soon

Sami Zayn

coming soon

Seth Rollins

coming soon

[dayumbrose]

So last night, an idea struck me. I got about half of it written out, but I didn't finish it yet. Maybe tonight. It's a Corey Graves oneshot, centering around his last night on NXT, and their relationship. Would anyone even wanna read it if I posted it?

[iamkatie94]

Can someone just send me oneshots of Finn Balor or Corey Graves or Seth Rollins or Randy Orton? Or write I don't care. I just need something to take my mind off of some stuff. Like I'll try to do something in return like an edit or something. I just need something right now

[sortofgetit]

2016 Top Ten Fanfic Reads :D

@kiaretta985 posted theirs & I know how chuffed it made me feel to see that they mentioned one of mine, so now it’s time for me to share the love.

These are in no particular order and I’m sure I’ll have forgotten something, but here’s 10 of the wrestling fics I enjoyed most last year:

Jelly Roll by @sapphoisburning - Tom Phillips/Corey Graves one shot. Stunning visuals that I would just love to see irl!

Self by @dahdeemohn - and right now they’re probably glaring at me for bringing it into the light once more (not sorry one bit!), but this Finn Bálor/Sami Zayn one shot is a true delight (AO3 registered users only).

Do It Again by @gatesvengeance-x - another delightful Ambrollins-in-progress from one of my favourite Ambrollins writers, this time with a side of Shearrett.

Matryoshka by @bingbinghua - she’s written a great many excellent things in the past 12 months, but this long Punkbrose oneshot is a real personal favourite. There’s a sprinkling of Brock Lesnar/Seth Rollins and a whole heap of feels.

Recovery by @jackthesinisterjakethejust - JJ took a rather stressed out conversation we had after Payback & turned it into a very sweet Cassamore one shot.

Sweat, Chains & Love by @luvcmpunk314 - this isn’t a new fic, but I only got round to reading it last year & boy was it worth the wait! Nice long Punkena fic you can really get stuck into.

Ardmore and Aros by @jellybelly30 - all the things I love in a story, historical setting, omegaverse & lovely well thought out characters in this Ambálor work in progress.

I Have Nothing by @safty - I love omegaverse, I love mpreg, I loved this Cassamore chaptered fic. It’s marked in progress on AO3, but I understand it to be complete.

A/S/L? by @niajaxx - a fun, naughty Ambreigns hook-up one shot. Well worth a read.

Best Girl by @bingitoff - this Xavier Woods/Dean Ambrose one shot is utterly sweet & a little bit smutty & a total treasure!

Feel free to post your top 10 too!

@wrassleslashlibrary

[medusa-says-imagines]

Masterlist

Baron Corbin

   Finding You Series

Part 1

Part 2

Bobby Roode

You’re My Family

Corey Graves

Worried

Dean Ambrose

Reconnect

Jeff Hardy

Dance All Night

Can’t Watch

[nattiesrollins]

New Wrestling Imagines Blog

Hey guys, my name’s Mila, and I’ve been a fan of wrestling for a little over a year now. I really enjoy writing and thought I would open up this imagine blog for a few wrestlers I love. So send in your requests here!

I will write imagines for:

AJ Styles Baron Corbin Corey Graves Dean Ambrose Finn Balor Kenny Omega Roman Reigns Sami Zayn Seth Rollins

Please keep in mind I do not write smut since I’m not comfortable with it, but I will write angst and fluff :)